𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇, you are an immortal who has long since lost your will to live, only for you to encounter a traveling circus troupe who live solely to entertain. You are hungry for entertainment, and they too, are hungry to entertain. ╰┈➤ ❝ 𝗪𝗵𝘆, 𝗮𝗿𝗲𝗻'𝘁 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗮 𝗽𝗿𝗲𝘁𝘁𝘆 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴 ❞ 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐝: March 2, 2026 𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐝: [𝙫𝙖𝙧! 𝙛𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙠 𝙘𝙞𝙧𝙘𝙪𝙨 𝙭 𝙛.𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧]

The Freak Circus x Fem!Reader "They're freaks!" "Everything changed when they arrived!" "Go back to wherever hellhole you freaks came from!!" Humans, say that they were the higher beings. They believe so and they live with that belief. One would be superior to the other. A silent competition amongst them. Yet, they didn't even know of the monsters who lurked amongst their very shadows. Here they come, The Freak Circus of Horrors. A cluster of clowns and jesters who came from nowhere. A travelling circus has sent foot to your town, receiving doubtful and judging glares from the locals. Who wouldn't be freaked out? A series of clowns showed up for their circus performances at night. What differs them from the usual circuses? They mainly create scares. Horror were their theme of performance. Their undeniably eerie behavior had creeped out most of the locals. Even their appearances were freaking them out. The sharp grins. Tiny slits for eyes that glowed menacingly every performance. Not to you, though. They were somewhat... erm... attractive, in their own way. A freak you were in your own way. You weren't very special, just seen as a weird individual as a kid before everything even settled on your pretty little head. Already labeled as the weirdo by the kids your age. You didn't care. Not anymore. Maybe that's what attracted them to you. It's how different you were to the usual human personality that they were so used to. Especially him. Oh, to him, you were an angel, something special who sees him as something more than who he is... and he needs you. To keep believing. He needs your eyes on him. Your skin, hands, everything about you. He needs all of you, all to himself. He wouldn't let the others get you. You were his. I do not own any of the characters of The Freak Circus. All credits to Neko Bueno, original creator of the game "The Freak Circus" and its characters.

[Historical AU] Fire Emperor Zuko is a ruler who follows the tradition of possessing a court of consorts. He treats them well and goes about his duties running the Fire Nation. You are one of six consorts, enjoying the palace life without any worries. The Fire Emperor may have forgotten about your existence, has never laid a finger on you, and would rather eat his shoes than bother with his consorts... but that's okay! You love being insignificant in court politics and enjoying your life of leisure! It isn't until you take one tiiiiiny step out of your usual habits that you end up acquiring His Majesty's complete attention. Unwillingly. And he just won't leave you alone! Fire Lord Zuko x Female Reader || Characters are in their late twenties. Genres: Historical Romance, Comedy, Fantasy, Smut Alternate Universe, Historical World with bending elements still present.

Y/N gets more than she bargained for when getting to know the mystery creature that's been living in her shop silently for the past few years. She never would've imagined the sort of adventure he would lead her to, nor did she expected to be close with a beast of Hell. But, be warned: dangers lie ahead. Obstacles that may be difficult to overcome will block her path. Let us hope she'll make it through. {Male Demon x Female Reader} | WARNING | This story contains elements of: •Sexual Themes •Harassment and Assault •Gore and Violence If I missed any warnings, please, let me know in the comments. I check them frequently.

"Because he once saved you,you couldn't let him fall" Introduction: The world still believes he's the same hero. The one who saved them all, the unbroken figure in white, the ever-smiling Nice. He walks the streets like he owns them. His grin unchanged, his presence as reassuring as ever. To everyone, he is still the man they once admired. Their symbol of hope. Their unwavering champion. But the truth lies hidden, known only by one. Y/N. She watches from the shadows, quietly observing as the world continues to worship a version of Nice that isn't the real man. The one who made the ultimate choice to disappear from their lives. The man everyone believes to be Nice is actually Lin Ling, a perfect replica, well-trained and indistinguishable in every way. He plays his role with precision mimicking every detail of the original. His smile. His gestures. His words. No one questions it. No one sees the difference. Except Y/N. She doesn't speak. She doesn't intervene. Instead, she waits, knowing what others can't see. Because she was there on the day the real Nice made his final choice. The day he died. A tragic end for the hero who had given everything. But Y/N knew the truth. She saw it. The jump wasn't to death. It was a leap into freedom. A decision to break free from the chains of expectation, to shed the skin of a hero and become someone entirely new. The world never knew. That Nice died and only Lin ling and Miss J, along with other workers did,tried to defy the events by replacing Nice with another one that was like him. But the truth? Nice wasn't dead. He was alive. Fully well. Roaming freely. And Y/N is the only one who knows. As she stands in the shadows, a faint smile crosses her face. Her eyes meet the fake Nice standing amongst the crowd of reporters on the streets as he once again saved a person's life, carrying on the charade. It's a performance, a well-rehearsed act. But she knows the truth.

Heartwood, Noun: The dense inner part of a tree trunk, yielding the hardest timber. After your mother got a divorce, the both of you moved to a large one story house. It was in the middle of nowhere, and your entire backyard was just one giant forest. While your mother was weaving her Easter basket, you decided to follow a path of flowers into the woods. That was ten years ago. Now, as an eighteen year old, you still have dreams of that moment; following the white flowers into the dense forest ahead. And as your mother takes a business trip to Toronto, Canada, leaving you home alone, you will figure out if that dream truly is just a dream. Started around July 10th, 2020. Finished around September 20th, 2021. ~~~ ❤️No. 1 - #ocxreader 8/20/21❤️ ❤️No. 1 - #creaturexreader 9/1/21❤️ ❤️No. 1 - #nature 10/27/2021❤️ ❤️No. 1 - #ocxreader 11/29/2021❤️ ❤️No. 1 - #teratophilia 12/30/2021❤️ ❤️No. 2 - #xreader 09/12/2022❤️ This is a Male! Forest Creature X Female! Reader Cover made by me! All original content, please don't steal. Enjoy! ~~~ No. 2 - #exophilia 6/29/2020 ❤️No. 1 - #woodland 11/5/2020❤️ No. 2 - #monsterromance 3/9/2021 ❤️No. 1 - #monsterromance 3/23/2021❤️ No. 8 - #creature 3/23/2021 No. 3 - #creature 4/13/2021 ❤️No. 1 - #monsterxreader 4/13/2021❤️ No. 3 - #monsterxhuman 4/13/2021 No. 2 - #creature 4/23/2021 No. 2 - #monster 6/9/2021 No. 2 - #monsterxhuman 6/9/2021 ❤️No. 1 - #monsterxhuman 6/10/2021❤️

Y/n L/n had always aspired to be like one of the heroes that legends were written about. Unfortunately, no matter how much one desires something, they can't always achieve their wish. So no matter how many times Y/n tries to learn how to fight with a sword, tries to detect his enemies, or works on complicated footwork, he will never be a warrior. For he is blind. Rendered sightless from birth, and he is incapable of being a warrior at any capacity. So, it's a cruel, twisted joke when a Trickster God comes to Y/n in his dreams and tells the boy he's chosen for a divine quest. That quest, you ask? To hunt down and kill one of the most ruthless monsters that terrorizes the coastal town of Aegium. Medusa. However, there is an astounding amount of lack-of-foresight and planning - from everyone, all around (even the author). And just maybe, Y/n can be the hero he's always wanted to be. In an entirely different way, of course. _____ Preview: Not many Greek warriors entered the Gorgon's cave in such a bold, abrasive manner anymore. They especially did not wave their swords in the air wildly about their person and declare: "Why do you think I am here? I've been sent on a godly quest to defeat a tentacle monster!" "Pardon?" the Gorgon asked, surprised into speech by the (h/c) man's words. "Or maybe some kind of serpent. The gods weren't very clear on that part now that I think about it," the strange man continued, his back still turned to Medusa. ...It had been a long while since Medusa has felt this out of his depth. (Just wait until he learns that this man doesn't turn to stone). _____ Ft. Gay Medusa.

[Ouran Host Club x Yuji!Reader] Collabed with FCL-M-Trio from Wattpad Where a pair of new twins get sent to a private high school. Entering the club was their first mistake, as they will be stuck with the chaotic group for a while. This will be a fun, chaotic, fic that I came up with on the spot. I do not own Ouran Host Club and Jujutsu Kaisen, credit goes to those lovely creators. I hope you all enjoy this strange book that I've created!

⌜ ❝ 𝐋𝐄𝐓 𝐌𝐄 𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐘 𝐑𝐔𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐀𝐍 𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐄 𝐈𝐍 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐏𝐔𝐒𝐒𝐘. ❞ ⌟ .・゜゜・　　・゜゜・． 〄 𝙏𝙀𝙍𝙈𝙄𝙉𝘼𝙏𝙄𝙊𝙉 ━━ ━ ━ ╮ *✧:* ┆𝔎 ⋆ 𝔞┆*:･ﾟ 𝘢 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘺 𝘪𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘩 𝘵𝘸𝘰 𝘢𝘴𝘴𝘢𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘴 𝘵𝘳𝘺 𝘵𝘰 𝘬𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩-𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 ｡☆✼★━━ ━ ━ ＊*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚　　˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚＊ 【 !!𝐃𝐈𝐒𝐂𝐋𝐀𝐈𝐌𝐄𝐑!! 】 i do not own the Assassination Classroom series! Nor do I own the characters!